Lana and I are sunning ourselves on the beach. A shadow blocks out our sun.
Stranger pointing: We're (insert church name that I've forgotten) giving out free smoothies over there from two to three o'clock.
Woman walks away.
Me to Lana: She was refreshingly not crazy.
Me: Yeah. I have some kind of beacon or something. Crazy religious people come talk me. I've even been approached by a cult more than once.
Lana: Like what?
Me: Well, when I was nine... (I proceed to give her examples past and present. Somehow subject changes to religion and spiritual beliefs.)
Lana: I believe in evolution but my family is Mennonite.
Me: I believe in evolution too, but there's one gigantic flaw. Evolutionists function under the assumption that life was inevitable. That the desire to live and procreate. But look at the Panada. Their sex drive is isn't much different than that of a stone.
Lana: I thought it was loss of habitat.
Me: Some of it is. But even under ideal circumstances they won't stop eating to mate. That they exist at is a miracle.
Lana: Hugh? I guess if you think about it, there's no reason for primordial ooze to have wanted to live.
Me: Exactly. Scientists function on the assumption that life, the desire to have and want it was inevitable. But it wasn't. Of course without it we wouldn't exist to have this conversation. That's a chicken or the egg discussion. I'm only saying that life wasn't a given. That's why scientists can't throw all that goop into a jar and make life happen.
Lana: So maybe that's The Word. Life.
Me: Could be. Could be there are more options that just life an not life. Consider sheep. They've got a normal sex drive but they're suicidal. They find creative ways to kill themselves and some just lay down and die. Why do you think a sheepherder has be with them all the time? It's not just wolves. Pigs are small and goats are small, but even goatherd doesn't carry the same weight as shepard.
Lana: That adds a new dimension to the metaphor of Jesus as a shepard of the human race. So where'd you get that hat? It's super cute.
Me: Thanks. E-mart. You wana get a pedicure?
Lana: You bet.
M.R. Jordan is a writer, editor, sporadic blogger, and lover of beer. Lives in South Korea with her two cats, Bear and Geumbi.
Bear (Gom in Korean) then (above) now (below)
Geumbi (Gold in English)... then (above) and now (below).